In fact, if Fei Lin was allowed to make a move, these kobolds with low combat effectiveness might only need one spell to solve them, but in order to train these warriors under him, until the end of the battle, the remaining kobolds fled in a hurry, and Fei Lin did not make a move. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Cut off your left ear, count the damage and the merits. ”

Fei Lin said to Patch, the left ear of the orc is the common unit of combat merit statistics for all human countries, the stronger the orc, the more military merit in exchange, if according to the standards of the Rocky Kingdom, the military merit exchanged for the left ear of such a kobold, the value is basically equivalent to the price of half a gold coin, of course, except for some poor soldiers, few people exchange precious military merit for gold coins.

"Good, good ......"

Patch's breath is a little short, even if it is killing a pig, killing it for so long in one breath will make people tired and their arms are sore, not to mention that the strength of kobolds is still much stronger than that of domestic pigs, Patch just cut down I don't know how many kobolds, and now their bodies are stained with the disgusting green blood of kobolds.

"Ognin, you go clean up. ”

"Yes!"

Ognin was also covered in green blood, and after answering, he walked towards the soldiers who couldn't help but collapse to the ground, leaving Patch sitting beside Filin without an image, and said a little weakly.

"There's something I'd like to discuss with you, Filin. ”

"What's the matter, tell me. ”

Filmin half-crouched to his feet, guessing what he wanted to say, and responded as he watched the soldiers cut off the ears of the corpses on the ground.

"I think, during this time on the battlefield, let His Excellency Zhao Xin lead all the soldiers of our two families in a unified manner, what do you think?"

"Hehehe..."

Filin chuckled, the self-made Patch, of course, has also been well tempered in the trials and tribulations, but there are also some big problems, the current Patch, in some things, is not only far from those normal princes, but even much worse than Fillin, the viscount.

For example, in terms of the training of his subordinates, the Grylls family, which has Zhao Xin, the head of Debang, is indeed much better than Patch's more than 300 soldiers who are scattered like a plate of sand, this problem Patch has been aware of before, but after a battle, this gap is more intense.

"Of course there is no problem. ”

With a smile on his face, even if Patch didn't say it, Filin himself would take the initiative to bring up this issue, Patch's three hundred or so people, each of them was a powerful warrior recruited from Windy City, compared to these sturdy slave-born soldiers of the Grylls family, the innate conditions are undoubtedly many times better, even if it is the strength of the fighting spirit and combat experience, it is much stronger than this soldier of the Grylls family.

What they are short of is the battle formations like the ones that Zhao Xin gave to the soldiers of the Grylls family, battlefield adaptation, team discipline, and a strong leader who can lead them to charge.

Under these requirements, Zhao Xin is undoubtedly the best candidate.

"Really, thank you so much!"

Patch breathed a sigh of relief and thanked, of course he knew how important it was for Zhao Xin to teach these subordinates, but unfortunately, for those things, whether it was Patch, Ogenin, or Laura, they knew nothing, and they could only drag the problem until now, and if Patch wanted to take revenge on his father and brother, it was almost impossible to rely on this scattered team alone, and just a flank army of the Wind Wolf Legion could defeat them without hindrance.

"Don't worry about leaving it to Zhao Xin, he is the best instructor and the best general!"

Not far away, Zhao Xin was checking the wounds of several soldiers in the hands of the Grylls family with a spear, applying some simple and practical wound medicine that Fei Lin had obtained from Sinjid, and reprimanding his soldiers for the mistakes they had made in the battle just now.

"When the orcs retreat, I can definitely give you back a Hundred Battles Division!!"

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The armies of all other countries who came to obey the conscription order were urged to participate in the war almost without any time to rest, for no other reason, the line of the Orc Empire had been pressed to a distance of less than three hundred kilometers from the important town of Bibosan, and this distance was enough for the people of the Harran Empire to raise the highest vigilance against this invasion of the Orc Empire.

Therefore, whether it was the regular army of various countries or the private army of the various nobles who were requisitioned, they were directly sent to the battlefield, filling the void left by the army of the Harran Empire and pressing it all the way through, searching for all the fish that slipped through the net, and then after a few days of marching, most of the army encountered a large force of orc warriors, corpses and blood, and soon covered this open plain.

The human scouts and wolf cavalry scouts who come and go like the wind, the heavy cavalry of the Harran Empire and the wild boar knights and giant wolf cavalry of the Orc Empire, the powerful mages of the Rocky Kingdom and the shamans on the orc side, more often, are the collision of swords and swords, the battle of blood and fire.

War, almost every moment is happening, almost every inch of land on this plain has happened human and orc fighting, the war is like a fire in the prairie fire, out of control, the orc army that originally had the upper hand, after the Harran Empire successively ushered in reinforcements from various countries, it inevitably eased, and the two sides were a little stalemate for a while.

However, at this stalemate, a human team that was out of nowhere, constantly harvesting the weaker orc tribes in the orc team, was finally and inevitably revealed.

"What the hell is going on?!!"

In the depths of this plain, in a golden-roofed tent with a thick orc-style style, the sound of vessels being smashed was constantly heard, and the anger in the words of the owner of this voice was about to erupt.

"In just a few days, more than a dozen teams of small tribes died on the battlefield for no reason, and the location of that army has never been grasped, could it be that the warriors of those tribes have seen the hell?!"

A bright blonde hair, like the color of the top of this tent, and the beard that grew behind the ears could not hide the heroism of this man's face, but at this time, it had been completely replaced by anger.

"Check!!I must find out for His Highness!!"

"Isn't it...... Those abominable killers are back!"